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I discover and download this game that starts off relatively typical with action adventure style fighting. It's easy to complete and once finished I get sucked into the iridescent sky through an omniscient opening of boney claws and evil air. once there it skips to me warning two family members about this game because I knew it was bad and it also causes a fatal computer virus. I tried deleting the game but it freaked out and a bunch of pop ups came up after I terminated the process and application.But my stubborn family members continue to play and complete it in a sinch, and tHen they get teleported up into the other dimension and suddenly the whole family is there. each of us has a screen showing we passed and made it into this world. except grandpa&grandma were denied entry because only "beautiful People" may enter this world and suddenly we realize wherever we are is not a good place and we are trapped and it is hell.

I'm in with a group of people I don't recognize anyone but they are my tribe of some sort we are always together and we do everything as a group some times were cleaning or setting machines up or sometimes were moving all our stuff and going somewhere else as a group. I feel safe and secure and an important part of the group as is everyone else we help each other. these dreams are adventurous and sometimes when I wake before I have completed what we are all doing I almost want to go back to sleep and to that dream in order to finish

I'm an apartment, DF's apartment, my recent stepfather. This is nothing like his actual house however, though I wasn't thinking like that at the time. The colors of the house are pale, boring, light grey, white, and a shade of tan that barely makes it any brighter. Directly to my left is a large, hardwood table, seen through a pale lens of colorlessness. Farther forward of that it a kitchen, with marble tops and light grey counters, still no contrast or brightness. To my right, and slightly forward is a living room. The wraparound couch is pale tan, badly accentuated with white and light grey pillows. I take a few steps into the living room, and soft plush meets my toes. Looking down, there is light grey fluffy carpet in between my feet. A foggy glass sliding door at the end of the living room. I sense rather than feel the other people in the house. DF, my stepdad, MOM, my mother (Who else?), and my stepbrother, CC. The rest of my immediate family is nowhere to be found, but my thoughts barely brush upon this subject without any feeling of alarm or surprise. Scene change. I'm outside. The sky is a bright blue and the grass is so light it almost looks like frosting. The fence is a wooden color, pale by any normal standards, but neon in comparison to the inside of this house. Our house/apartment rests on the side of a hill, and I see thousands more of the houses spread around us. The hill is alarming steep. A fence surrounds our house except for a small break in the back right corner. Accompanied by neighborhood kids and my brother, CC, I run towards the exit, looking for something adventurous. The rest is a joyful and exciting blur of running around the hillside, and finding an odd stairway that circles downwards. The end of the 'hill' is actually a small hang over, and the staircase is a circular structure leading to a raised concrete wall with a little over a foot of space under it. I remember running down these stairs, feet hitting it and making a loud ringing sound due to the metal structure, even with the actual steps being made of concrete. I remember worming under the wall with someone, hiding and trying to muffle my laughter and quick breathing. Later, I return home, the night sky looking purple, with amazing white lights of a variety of sizes glinting down on use like a cartoon sky. Scene change. I'm farther into the living room now, and it's later in the day, according to the sunlight streaming through the glass door. No one is here with me anymore, except KC sitting on the pale couch. She's doing something. It feels like she's watching a movie or playing a game, but I can't see what she's watching or playing. Odd. I ask her where my phone is, and she turns her head to me quickly before turning it back, light hair flying wildly, emphasizing her youth. She directs me to the kitchen, but doesn't know for sure. I walk into the kitchen, The floor is a pale marbled tile, pale cabinets with stone tops. Every piece of kitchenware is hidden from sight, very unusual for our house. You would see a cast iron tool at the very least sitting on the stove, but none of the usual tools are sitting on the counters. I look around me, not seeing it on the gleaming counter tops. Somehow I determine that the last place I had it was outside. I head out with a cell phone, calling my own phone. I kneel down to use gravity to my advantage, sliding down the steep hill speedily, heading towards the stairway. I run down the stairs in a similar manner that I did the night before, but stop halfway, looking down at the dirty patch of grass on the other side of the wall. I don't see a ringing phone, and am about to leave, but I do see something. A black flip phone with an orange back sits there open. I get halfway through a thought, "MY PHONE IS PURPLE, THAT'S NOT---" but the dream takes over, and I can feel half of myself getting excited and running for the phone. I crawl under the wall, my small chest rubbing on the concrete floor and my back rubbing on the thick wall above me. Anxiously, i hurry over to the other side and pick up the phone, still on my stomach. It's not ringing, and the thought finally gets through to me that that was never my phone to begin with. Suddenly, I'm aware of something vibrating in my hand. I look down to the hand that was holding the phone I was calling myself with. Amazingly, I was holding my familiar purple phone.

I dreamt that I was on an adventure with some sort of team. We were journeying through this place that resembled World of Warcraft. I was with Itachi and we were trying to catch Sasuke. I think we were trying to rescue him from being captured by some sort of evil other team. We were at a sweets factory that the tour guide said was the best in Japan! I was like Meiji!?!? But it was Glico. And I was like, oh, I guess that's okay. So we were there, chasing Sasuke and then the other guys showed up! And we were chasing them, and suddenly Sasuke split in two! I said to Itachi "Go! This is your chance!" So he gave chase and caught one! But it wasn't Sasuke, it was an illusion. So we were rolling around and we saw Su Liu!! Because I guess Glico is actually Riot Games? So I was like we need to catch her to gain entrance. He was silent. I was like "Just use henge and sneak up on her!" So he did and he caught her, but then....she was drowning? So then we were trying to save her?

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